BOOM.
Suddenly—
the infant looked upward.
Toward something deeper.
Not the Celestial Domain.
Not the Demon Race.
But something far beyond both.
BOOOOM!!!
Within Situ's sea of consciousness, the Grandmist Infant trembled for the first time since its birth. Its gray-black glow did not expand outward this time—it focused, condensing into a single point of terrifying clarity.
Even the Celestial-Demon Infant beside it paused its absorption.
As if sensing something that did not belong to their level at all.
And at the center of it all—
the mysterious infant slowly lifted its head.
Its empty gaze pierced through layers of soul, body, and reality itself.
BOOM.
Situ's colossal physical body, now returned to human form beyond the Celestial battlefield, narrowed his eyes slightly.
He felt it too.
A resonance.
Not from space.
Not from law.
But from something deeper than both.
As though existence itself had just been touched by a memory that should not exist.
